[ It's true that from his vantage point, Yuri doesn't get to see the spectacle itself in its full glory. Despite that, he's still treated to a sight worth seeing. He can see the way light bounces off of reflective surfaces and dyes peoples' clothing, faces, and hair in vibrant hues that change from one instant to he next. It dances in their eyes, drawing even more attention to their wonder and delight.
He also can't help but notice two very particular points of interest. One is a man whose eyes are not on the ice sphere itself, but instead trained on the expression of the fellow beside him. The warmth in his features is all too easy to see as he watches his companion take in the light show with open awe. ]
Hey, check that pair at your two o' clock — I think that's them.
[ The other thing Yuri observes, when he turns Byleth's way, is a change about his person. Maybe it's a subtle change in expression or posture, maybe it's both or neither. But in the months when it had been the two of them, Yuri had come to have a sense of Byleth's mood, between exposure and effort. He'd wanted to understand the other mercenary, after all... And he thinks in this moment that Byleth seems genuinely happy with his results.
It's well-earned. Byleth's creativity and skill made this possible. Made all these people smile. And he can't help a smile of his own at the thought himself, feeding more light into the ice sphere with the first few finally fade.
He doesn't mind seeing it from this angle at all. ]
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[ It's true that from his vantage point, Yuri doesn't get to see the spectacle itself in its full glory. Despite that, he's still treated to a sight worth seeing. He can see the way light bounces off of reflective surfaces and dyes peoples' clothing, faces, and hair in vibrant hues that change from one instant to he next. It dances in their eyes, drawing even more attention to their wonder and delight.
He also can't help but notice two very particular points of interest. One is a man whose eyes are not on the ice sphere itself, but instead trained on the expression of the fellow beside him. The warmth in his features is all too easy to see as he watches his companion take in the light show with open awe. ]
Hey, check that pair at your two o' clock — I think that's them.
[ The other thing Yuri observes, when he turns Byleth's way, is a change about his person. Maybe it's a subtle change in expression or posture, maybe it's both or neither. But in the months when it had been the two of them, Yuri had come to have a sense of Byleth's mood, between exposure and effort. He'd wanted to understand the other mercenary, after all... And he thinks in this moment that Byleth seems genuinely happy with his results.
It's well-earned. Byleth's creativity and skill made this possible. Made all these people smile. And he can't help a smile of his own at the thought himself, feeding more light into the ice sphere with the first few finally fade.
He doesn't mind seeing it from this angle at all. ]